BC16. What do we mean when we say that God is all-present?
The rain is speaking with
the wind tonight.
Their observations fall
about today
although their colloquy is
eons old.
October Eighth, she says.
The wind replies,
Eight Forty-six P.M.
In Massachusetts,
she rolls her many silver
minute drops
and prays the future
pay her no attention.
~Son Rivers 2005
4 comments:
Ah, you like poetry, huh?
Greg -
If you get a minute, I would appreciate it if you would comment on how you, apparently, are taking photographs and making them something . . . more. They are beautiful.
wow
tuckabuick, yes i do.
jim, i'm just using a photo editor, and playing with saturation, hue, contrast, despeckle, and sharpen for the most part. It's a trial and error kind of thing though, experimenting until you see something work in a certain way.
i hope that meant you liked it, thisgirl
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